Kinky Respondant

I was rather worried. Perhaps it was a bit paranoid, but I hid my laptop, my wallet, and even my TV remote. I mean, what kind of woman wants to just do things with a strange man? I mean, hopefully, and as best as I could figure, she really did want someone to do kinky sex with. But then, she might pull a gun and take my money, right? Worse, she might be a man trying to be all trans-like who sent me fake pictures. I suppose it's a live-and-let-live world, but I don't care for that at all, even though I'm bisexual. But I like real guys and gals. Well, I supposed the chances of that were slim.

And, I was right. She came over. I offered a drink, but she's a non-drinker. Good, I am too - mostly. We talked a bit. She explained right away that she is what she calls perpetually horny. She drove off one husband after four years with her nymphomania, and doesn't want to marry again, fearing another horrible four-year cycle. She says she is now looking for individuals online with whom she can play without building a love relationship. She just want's to play, that's all. And she doesn't want penetrative sex. She says that's too 'involved.' I understand and agree. We hit it off nicely, because she is the first woman I've ever met that wasn't want to get all sticky with love eyes and all that after a few dates. In fact, she told me she wants to do what she calls 'cultivate' three or four men, so she'll always have a go-to guy any time she wants to play. Too cool, eh?!

After a few minutes of conversation, she asked if I had any good DVDs. I asked what she'd like to see. Lesbian scenes.

I didn't have any DVDs. I'm a kind of new-fashioned guy. I get all my porn from the Internet. So I found some great lesbian scenes, but they didn't really get her going. She asked for 'kinky.' There's that word again. I found one where a woman was putting a catheter into another woman's urethra. That got me going. And it got her going, too.

So far, we had kept our clothes on. But she pulled down her skirt-like thing, and revealed a shaved pussy. I immediately pulled off my shorts, letting her know that I'm shaved too, also that I was already hard, and perhaps a bit bigger than usual.

BTW, I was right about her being Asian. She was dark-skinned, with long, very long, black hair that reached to the top of her butt. She was also very short, like 4' 8" maybe, and so skinny I'd worry about her if I was her mother. Her mother may be gone, since Tina was well over 40 years old, with a few good wrinkles and hints of gray at the roots of her hair. That's fine with me, I'm ten years older than that.

I hadn't really paid attention, but she had been carrying an oversize purse. Suddenly, she spilled out the contents on my coffee table, and I was delighted with what poured out. Several dildos, some creams and lotions, some battery powered devices, catheters, a bottle of rubbing alcohol, a clear speculum, and ee gads, was that a package of needles there?

She grabbed a small, bumpy dildo and asked. I said yes. I love female assholes, especially small, smooth, brown, Asian ones. And here I was just about to begin playing with one in a most unexpected way. That was the beginning of a spectacular afternoon. I'll tell you all about it, if you'll post something the comments to let me know there's someone out there who wants to hear about this. I need at least six people to respond. Tell me what you've never told anyone, or say something that will make everyone horny, and I'll tell you the rest of what happened that afternoon with Tina. If there are more than six good comments, I may even tell you about some of the other times we got together as well, even the time that Tina introduced me to Lawrence and we had a most unusual three-way kinky masturbation party.